As soon as you're born they make you feel smallBy giving you no time instead of it allTill the pain is so big you feel nothing at allA working class hero is something to beA working class hero is something to be

They hurt you at home and they hit you at schoolThey hate if you're clever and despise a foolTill you're so fucking crazy you can't follow their rulesA working class hero is something to beA working class hero is something to be

When they've tortured and scared you for twenty odd yearsThen they expect you to pick a careerWhen you can't really function you're so full of fearA working class hero is something to beA working class hero is something to be

Keep you doped with religion and sex and TVAnd you think you're so clever and classless and freeBut you're still fucking peasants as far as I can seeA working class hero is something to beA working class hero is something to be

There's room at the top they are telling you stillBut first you must learn how to smile as you killIf you want to be like all the folks on the hillA working class hero is something to beA working class hero is something to beA working class hero is something to beA working class hero is something to beA working class hero is something to beA working class hero is something to be

If you want to be a hero well just follow meIf you want to be a hero well just follow me